Poems . hus he approached the place where Evangeline sat with her father,And in the flickering light beheld the face of the old man,Haggard and hollow and wan, and without either thought or emotion,Een as the face of a clock from which the hands have been Evangeline strove with words and caresses to cheer him,Vainly offered him food; yet he moved not, he looked not, he spake not,But, with a vacant stare, ever gazed at the flickering fire light. Benedicite / murmured the priest, in tones of he fain would have said, but his heart was full, and his accentsFaltered and
Poems . hus he approached the place where Evangeline sat with her father,And in the flickering light beheld the face of the old man,Haggard and hollow and wan, and without either thought or emotion,Een as the face of a clock from which the hands have been Evangeline strove with words and caresses to cheer him,Vainly offered him food; yet he moved not, he looked not, he spake not,But, with a vacant stare, ever gazed at the flickering fire light. Benedicite / murmured the priest, in tones of he fain would have said, but his heart was full, and his accentsFaltered and paused on his lips, as the feet of a child on a threshold,Hushed by the scene he beholds, and the awful presence of , therefore, he laid his hand on the head of the maiden, G 42 EVANGELINE. Raising his eyes, full of tears, to the silent stars that above themMoved on their way, unperturbed by the wrongs and sorrows of sat he down at her side, and they wept together in Suddenly rose from the south a light, as in autumn the blood-redMoon climbs the crystal walls of heaven, and oer the horizonTitan-like stretches its hundred hands upon mountain and meadow,Seizing the rocks and the rivers, and piling huge shadows and ever broader it gleamed on the roofs of the village, EVANGELINE. 43 Gleamed on the sky and the sea, and the ships that lay in the road-stead. Columns of shining smoke uprose, and flashes of flame were Thrust through their folds and withdrawn, like the quivering handsof a martyr. Then as the wind seized the gleeds and the burning thatch, and,uplifting, Whirled them aloft through the air, at once from a hundredhouse-tops Started the sheeted smoke with flashes of flame intermingled. These things beheld in dismay the crowd on the shore and at first they stood, then cried aloud in their anguish,We shall behold no more our homes in the village of Grand Pre!Loud on a sudden the cocks began to crow i
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